Mela en’ Coiamin (Love of my Life)
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Adult ++
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10
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Chapter Eight
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Disclaimer: Unfortunately anything dealing with Yu-gi-oh does not belong to me but to a very rich and lucky person. So no suing!
Includes: Yaoi (male/male relationships), AU (so no spoilers), maybe more…
Pairings: Seto/Joey, Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Bakura/Ryou, possible others
Forum: http://s11.invisionfree.com/Ravenx_Forum/
General A/N: As I promised Chapter Eight is up sooner than later! I figure I should get it up now cause I’m going to be real busy the next couple days (maybe the rest of the week) and I won’t get to edit, write, or update during that time. And I know you are all going to think I’m evil by the end of this…and your right. ^_^ I am.
Also, Jo-Lo, one of my reviewers has created a forum for me! So sweet. Like I said, I’ve never done anything with a forum before but I’m going to try and start with this one. The address is above the General A/N so check it out! Become a member if you wish. But for now on with the story...
♥ ♥ ♥Mela en’ Coiamin ♥ ♥ ♥
Chapter Eight
by Ravenx
A sheet of warm water falls from a high cliff, white foam forming at the base as it hits a large pond. Several bright rays of sun shines through the water to reveal a hidden cave behind it, the bumpy rock walks dripping with water. The ground of the cave is covered in more rocks, these smoother than the other ones. Sitting in the cave near the falling water is a giggling white haired elf.
“May I ask what you are laughing at?” Another white haired elf crosses his arms over his wet black covered chest.
“You look like a drowned rat.” Ryou covers his giggling mouth with a hand.
“You call me a drowned rat but I call you even more beautiful when you are soaking wet.” Bakura brushes his wet hair out of his face.
“You think me beautiful?” Ryou smiles.
“Of course.” The taller white haired elf crawls over to the other on his knees, gently spreading Ryou’s thin legs apart and moving between them.
“What are you doing?” Ryou asks quietly.
“I am getting closer to you, is that not obvious?”
“What are you going to do when you are close to me?” Ryou tilts his head to the side.
“I am not certain yet. Perhaps this.” Bakura leans forward, his lips sucking on Ryou’s lean neck. “Or this.” His lips move up to nip at an ear. “Or this.” Kisses rain down Ryou’s jaw until Bakura takes his lips into a passionate kiss. “Which one do you like?”
“I like them all.” Ryou giggles.
“So do I.” Bakura smirks before he continues kissing the smaller elf.
Bakura’s hands move slowly up Ryou’s spread legs, his fingers sliding under the wet white fabric that hangs low on his hips. Ryou smiles around the other’s lips as he widens his legs even further, his hands moving to wrap around Bakura’s strong shoulders. Taking a firm hold of the other elf’s thighs, Bakura pulls until Ryou is lying against the smooth rocks on his back, his legs wrapped around Bakura’s waist.
Ryou moans as his arousal is uncovered, Bakura’s hips rocking against him, the leather causing Ryou to gasps as it rubs his erection. Smirking down at the smaller elf, Bakura runs his hands up the slim sides of Ryou and removes the sleeveless white shirt, the white gem hanging around Ryou’s neck shines in the light coming through the waterfall. Leaning down Bakura’s lips move from Ryou’s lips to his neck, kissing and sucking on the pale flesh. The smaller elf giggles as fingers caress his bare sides, his legs tightening around Bakura’s waist as the other continues to move his hips.
“Do you want this?” Bakura moves back slightly so that his dark brown eyes can stare down into lighter ones.
“Uma. Please.” Ryou moans.
“Good, I do not think I can wait any longer to have you.” Smirking Bakura leans back on his heels, Ryou’s legs falling from his waist.
Pulling his black shirt from his black leather pants, Bakura quickly unbuttons it, his fingers gliding easily over the buttons. Ryou watches as the shirt slides from Bakura’s shoulders to fall on the rocks behind the taller white haired elf. Light brown eyes shine with passion as he watches Bakura’s long fingers work on the fastenings of the leather pants, gasping as they are quickly removed and thrown on some rocks.
The fabric around Ryou’s hips is bunched up around his waist, his nether region on full display for the taller elf. Bakura leans back down, his lips trailing up the middle of Ryou’s smooth chest. Nips are given to the smaller elf’s collarbone, a rough tongue licks up his slim neck and over soft lips. Ryou’s legs find their way back around Bakura’s waist, the heels of his bare feet digging into the small of the other elf’s back.
“I want you so bad it feels as if I am going to burst right now.” Bakura’s breath ghost over Ryou’s lips, his dark brown eyes closed.
“I feel the same way.” Ryou pants, his hands threading through Bakura’s thick hair.
One of Bakura’s hands leaves Ryou’s side to reach for the near by waterfall, his fingers becoming wet with the cool liquid. After a moment he moves his hand between Ryou’s spread legs, a wet finger tracing around the tight entrance of the small white haired elf.
“Are you sure you wish to do this?” Bakura’s voice is filled with lust and wanting.
“Uma.”
“You know it will hurt, do you not?”
“Uma. I do not care. I just want you now.”
Slowly Bakura pushes his finger into Ryou’s entrance causing the smaller elf to yelp silently in pain. Bakura kisses along Ryou’s jaw as he moves his finger further into the other elf, smirking as Ryou’s head falls back gently on a rock his lips opening in a pleasure filled moan as the finger inside of him hits his sweet spot. Another finger is slowly added, Ryou bucks his hips up causing the long fingers to hit his bundle of nerves over and over again.
“You are enjoying this?” Bakura chuckles, his dark brown eyes looking down at Ryou’s face.
“Yes. Please, more.”
A third finger is added into the tight entrance with the other two, slowly stretching the other elf. Bakura’s leans back, his other hand taking a firm hold of one of Ryou’s thighs. The smaller elf’s legs fall to the side, his bare feet resting on the cool rocks. Light brown eyes snap open as the fingers are removed from Ryou’s passage.
“Please do not stop.” Ryou whines.
“Do not worry. I am not about to stop now. This will hurt for a moment.”
“I do not care. Please.”
“Hold your legs up.”
Ryou grabs the back of his thighs, pulling them so that his knees rest on the ground on either side of his head. He smiles at the amazed look on Bakura’s face.
“What is it?”
“I did not know you could bend like that.”
“I am very flexible.” Ryou giggles.
“I see that.” Bakura chuckles as he leans down, his erection pressing against Ryou’s entrance. “Are you ready?”
“Uma. Please, hurry.” Ryou blushes.
Bakura quickly thrust forward, his arousal embedding deep inside of Ryou causing the smaller elf to yelp out in pleasure. Ryou’s hands tighten on the back of his thighs, his mouth dropping open as Bakura hits his sweet spot. Smirking down at the quivering elf, Bakura leans down, his lips covering Ryou’s as he remains still for a moment to allow the smaller elf to adjust. Finally Ryou moans, his hips bucking into Bakura’s.
Placing his hands on either side of Ryou’s shoulders, Bakura starts to move slowly. His hips gently slide back and forth, pulling his erection almost all the way out and then slowly moving back in. Ryou’s hands slip from his thighs moving up to encircle Bakura’s neck, his legs hooking over the taller elf’s shoulders.
The two move as one, the only sound around them is the water falling just inches from them, its spray misting their sweating bodies. Bakura kisses along Ryou’s jaw and neck, his teeth gently scraping along the delicate, pale skin. Ryou’s fingers thread through the thick white hair of Bakura, pulling slightly as his prostate is hit again and again with each slow inward thrust.
Growling softly, Bakura pulls back slightly, dislodging Ryou’s hands from his hair. His strong hands grab the backs of Ryou’s knees and presses down so that the boy’s knees press hard into the rocky ground. Bakura’s hips start to move faster, the tip of his arousal pistoning into the same spot deep inside Ryou that forces the small elf to cry out every time. Reaching behind him, Ryou takes a firm hold of his bottom, spreading his entrance a little wider to allow Bakura better excess.
Ryou moans as he throws his head back, his white hair fanning out around him as he is thrust into over and over again. Bakura closes his eyes, his head falling back as he concentrates on the body under him. Ryou’s light brown eyes are heavily lidded, his moans and pants softly echoing off the rock walls of the cave. Removing one of his hands he takes a firm hold of his own erection, pumping it at the same pace Bakura’s hips move.
Looking down, Bakura smirks as the smaller elf pleasures himself. His hands tighten on the backs of Ryou’s knees as his thrusting becomes faster and faster. Leaning down he kisses the small white haired elf’s lips roughly as he feels a wet substance coat his chest. Ryou cries out softly as he releases his seed on to their chests, his hand continuing moving up and down on his softening arousal as Bakura keeps thrusting into him
Feeling the passage around him become tighter, Bakura groans as he looses his control. Pistoning a couple more times into Ryou he explodes inside the smaller elf. His head falls to Ryou’s chest, his breathing quick and rough as he slowly pulls out of the other elf. Ryou’s legs fall around Bakura’s waist, his arms moving to wrap around the taller elf’s shoulders. Moving up, Bakura kisses Ryou’s cheek, their eyes close as they try to calm down.
“Amin hiraetha.” A small voice whispers near the entrance of the fall.
“Mani? Yugi!” Ryou’s light brown eyes snap open to look at a blushing and giggle small tri-colored haired elf sitting near them. “What are you doing here?”
“Yami wanted a piece of fruit from the back of the cave. I did not know you two were in here.”
“Leave, elle’quessir.” Bakura says, his lips pressed again Ryou’s throat.
“Please Yugi. Tell Yami he will have to wait to get some fruit.” Ryou blushes.
“Of course.” Yugi turns to leave. “And I am glad you have found someone Ryou.”
“Thank you, Yugi.” Ryou buries his head in Bakura’s hair.
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“What are you smiling at, cormamin?” Yami watches as Yugi slowly climbs down several rocks near the waterfall.
“Nothing.” Yugi giggles, his cheeks a light pink color in the bright sun.
“Do not lie to me.” The taller tri-colored haired elf chuckles as Yugi quickly sits down next to him on the green grass by the water.
“You will have to wait on your duin yave.”
“Why?”
“Because Ryou and Bakura are behind the waterfall.” Yugi covers his giggling mouth with a small hand.
“I do not understand.”
“They were doing what we did the last night.” Yugi blushes even more.
“Really?” Yami’s dark purple eyes widen.
“Uma.”
“I thought they would get together.” Yami leans back on his elbows, his legs crossed at the ankle.
“You did?”
“Have you not seen how Bakura has been acting around Ryou?”
“I guess. I just can not believe Ryou let Bakura be with him so soon. They have not known each other long.”
“They have known each other the same amount of time we have known each other and we were together last night.” Yami smirks.
“Yes, but you are much different than Bakura.”
“How am I different?”
“You are more mature than Bakura. You are trustworthy.”
“You do not think Bakura is?”
“I do not know. I do not feel the same around him as I do around you.” Yugi lays down next to the taller elf.
“Perhaps that is because you do not feel anything for Bakura like you feel for me?”
“I guess.”
“If Ryou has surprised you with being so close to Bakura so soon, maybe it is because he feels the same about Bakura as you do for me.”
“That does make sense.” Yugi nods.
“Are you upset that he has someone he cares for other than you and your friends?”
“Of course not!” Yugi sits up quickly, his light purple eyes staring down at Yami. “I am glad he has found someone to possibly love. I hope the others find what I have found as well.” Yugi leans down, his head resting on Yami’s bare chest.
“I believe Joey already has.” Yami smiles down at the top of Yugi’s spiky head.
“What do you mean?”
“The way Seto was acting when they joined us this morning was odd for him.”
“I do not understand.”
“Usually he stands by himself away from us but this morning he was practically standing on top of Joey. And the way he acted when this Tristian person was mentioned as liking Joey. I have never heard Seto growl unless about to loose control and that only happens when his little brother is in danger.”
“Really? Do you think something happened with them last night?”
“Marik and I believe so but we will just have to wait until either Seto or Joey decide to tell us.”
“Where is Marik and Malik?”
“They went for a walk to the edge of the cliff.” Yami lays back on the ground, one arm going under his head while the other rubs Yugi’s wet back.
“Do you think they have done what we did?”
“Marik says they have not. He is waiting for Malik to decided if he wants to or not.”
“That is very nice of him.”
“Yes, it is. He does not want to rush him due to Malik’s past.”
“He told Marik about that?” Yugi gasps.
“Yes.”
“Then he must really be starting to like Marik.” Yugi snuggles closer to the tall elf.
“It looks like all of us are finding love.”
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“This view is amazing.” Joey’s honey colored eyes look out over the edge of a tall cliff.
Below him the tops of tall trees blow back and forth in a gentle breeze. Birds chirp loudly as they soar high in the clear blue sky. In the distance a small range of mountains is visible through a low hanging fog. The sun beats down to reflect off a small river that runs through the crowded trees below. Joey leans back onto a firm, leather covered chest, arms wrap around his waist to pull him closer.
“Yes it is.” Seto’s breath ghost over the sandy blonde’s pale cheek causing him to shiver slightly.
“I wish Mokie was here.”
“Perhaps we can bring him here one day. I am sure he will enjoy it.”
“This rock is nice and smooth, I can just imagine us having fun here while we look out over the valley.” Joey snakes out of Seto’s grasps to run his fingers over a large boulder near the edge of the cliff.
“You wish for us to be together up here?”
“Perhaps.” Joey glances over his shoulder at the brunette.
“You do not sound like the kalina’quessir I meet the other week. I believe Mokie and I have created a monster.” Seto chuckles as he moves toward the sandy blonde.
“You can not tell me you do not like the sound of having me up here.”
“I must admit that it does sound interesting.” Seto leans down to kiss Joey’s one bare shoulder.
“I do not know if I can wait until tonight to have you inside of me again.” Joey whispers as he turns around.
Smirking, Seto lifts the sandy blonde up to sit on the smooth surface of the boulder. His long fingered hands trail up Joey’s sides, sliding easily under the light brown shirt. Leaning forward the brunette kissing along Joey’s thin neck, his tongue snaking out to lick up a smooth jaw. The sandy blonde giggles, his arms wrapping around Seto’s shoulders.
“Are we interrupting anything?” A voice asks from behind them causing the two elves to jerk their heads in the direction of the new voice.
“Malik! Marik!” Joey gasps.
“It looks like I was right about you two.” Marik smirks as he walks over to the other two elves.
“What do you mean?” Seto narrows his dark blue eyes, his hands sliding back down to rest on Joey’s hips.
“I figured with the way you were acting this morning that something happened with you two last night while you were in your cave.” Marik shrugs.
“Have you two done everything yet?” Malik asks, his light violet eyes wide as he hops up on the rock next to the sandy blonde.
“What do you mean by everything?” Seto questions.
“Have you allowed him to take you, Joey?” The smaller pale blonde stares at his blushing friend.
“Perhaps.” Joey giggles quietly.
“I can not believe it!”
“Why not?” Seto asks.
“I just thought you were too cold.” Malik looks at the brunette’s dark eyes.
“He is not cold once you get to know him.” Joey snuggles into Seto’s chest, his arms sliding down to wrap around the brunette’s thin waist.
“Really? I think he is still cold and distant and I have known him far longer than you have.” Marik chuckles.
“Do you want me to hurt you?” Seto growls at the taller pale blonde.
“Of course not. I am just trying to understand what he sees in you.”
“He is handsome, strong, loyal, and intelligent. Not to mention sweet and gentle.” Joey smiles.
“Seto? Sweet and gentle?” Marik looks questionably at the sandy blonde.
“Yes.” The sandy blonde giggles at the growl coming from his new love.
“It appears that at least two of us have taken the big step.” Marik brushes a hand along Malik’s smooth leg.
“So it seems.” The small pale blonde sends playful glare at Marik, shaking his leg to dislodge the hand on it.
“Why will you not allow me to touch you?”
“You know why.”
“You allowed me to hold you the first night we spoke to each other.”
“I was not thinking correctly then.”
“Do not worry, Marik. Soon he will let you get closer.” Joey’s honey colored eyes watch the two pale blonde elves closely.
“Why do you say that?” Malik snaps his head in Joey’s direction.
“Because this is the closet you have allowed anyone other than us to you since what happened.”
“That does not mean anything.” Malik pouts.
“If you say so.” Joey chuckles, burying his face in the leather of Seto’s chest.
“What is going on here?” A shocked voice floats across the grass to the four elves on or near the large boulder.
“Tristian!” Joey’s eyes widen as he looks over one of Seto’s shoulder to the brown haired elf several feet away from them. “What are you doing here?”
“I came to see if you were here so that we could spend some time together but here I find you with your arms around a mori’quessir!” Tristian’s voice slowly raises, his brown eyes narrowing at Seto.
“Tristian, just calm down.” Joey jumps down off the rock, untangling his arms from Seto to step closer to his friend.
“This is Tristian?” Seto growls softly, stepping up behind Joey to wrap an arm around his shoulders.
“Get away from him you foul mori’quessir!” Tristian yells.
“Tristian, it is alright. They are not here to harm us.” Malik called out to the other elf.
“They?” Brown eyes move from Seto to Marik before widening. “Why are they not in the Dark Forest where disgraceful quessirea like them should be?”
“They are not bad. You must believe us. They are not like the mori’quessirea that we hear from stories.” Joey tries to calm his friend.
“Get your hands off my love, you foul creature.” Tristian yells at Seto.
“He is not your love.” Seto hisses out through clenched teeth.
“Tristian you must understand…”
“There is nothing to understand, Joey. This thing has somehow affected your thoughts causing you to betray your true friends.”
“I am not betraying my friends. I am following my heart.” Joey yells.
“Tristian, perhaps we should all just sit and talk.” Malik hops off the large boulder to stand by the brunette and sandy blonde.
“There is nothing to talk about. You must be under the other creature’s spell like Joey.”
“There is no spell.” Marik calls out as he rolls his dark violet eyes.
“Of course you would say that. I will not tell you again, get away from Joey.”
“And I will not tell you no again.” Seto growls.
Suddenly Tristian takes off in a run toward Joey and Seto, growling again the brunette gently shoves the sandy blonde out of the way toward Malik as Tristian barrels into him, the two falling to the grass. Tristian’s hands ball into fists trying to punch the brunette under him, Seto easily dodges causing the fist to hit the grass around his head or catching a flying wrist in his hands.
“Tristian! Stop!” Joey yells, reaching down he tries to catch one of Tristian’s arms as they rear back to punch at Seto again.
“Get off me, kalina’quessir, if you know what is good for you.” Seto hisses.
“Be silent you foul creature.”
“Do you need my help, Seto?” Marik questions from the rock, a small smirk on his face as he watches the scene in front of him.
“No, he is weak, no match for me.”
“Weak! I will show you weak.” Tristian howls as a fist slides past Seto’s hands and punches the brunette in the cheek.
“Tristian!” Joey yells.
Growling, Seto punches the brown haired elf in the face causing Tristian to fly back, arms and legs wailing as he hits the ground hard. Standing quickly, the tall brunette storms over to the fallen elf only to be grabbed around the upper arm by Joey.
“Please do not harm him.” Joey pleads.
“As long as he keeps his hands to himself I will not.” Seto wipes a smudge of dirt from his cheek.
“Evil creature!” Tristian gets up slowly his eyes narrowing.
“Tristian, will you stop.” Joey yells as the brown haired elf makes another run for Seto.
“Enough of this. Vala onna en’ kemen!(1)” Malik kneels down, a hand laying flat on the ground.
Inches away from Tristian’s face a wall of solid dirt shoots out of the ground. Standing back up, Malik moves over to the other side of wall to Tristian.
“You have to stop this and listen to us.”
“Why should I? I can not believe that my love and you are siding with this evil beings.” Tristian hisses.
“They are not evil beings and Joey is not your love. You must understand that.”
“Please, Tristian. Listen to him. I do not wish to see you fighting for me when you can not have me.” Joey walks around the dirt wall.
“I do not want to hear this. It is all lies.”
“No it is not.”
“Listen to Joey. If you say you love him then the least you can do is listen to what he has to say.” Malik’s light violet eyes stare into Tristian’s brown ones.
“You are both under a spell, I am sorry but I must do this so that I may get rid of these creatures before they hurt you any more.”
“Do what?” Joey’s eyes widen as he shoved back roughly, landing on the ground with a yelp.
“Trist…” Malik cries out as the brown haired elf turns to him, his hands pushing the pale blonde backward.
Malik trips over a small rock, loosing his balance he falls back. His palms hit the ground hard, the dirt under his hands moving. Light violet eyes snap over to Marik, the taller elf’s face covered in shock and worry as he starts to run toward Malik. Suddenly the moving ground under Malik’s hands disappears, air the only thing surrounding him as he falls over the edge of the cliff, his hair flying around his face.
“Malik!” Marik dives to the edge of the cliff, his larger hands stretched out to grab at a slim ankle that slowly vanishes over the cliff.
“Malik!” Joey jumps up with help from Seto, the two running to Marik quickly.
Three pairs of eyes watch as a screaming pale blonde elf falls quickly to the forest below, arms and legs kicking in the air. Marik leans dangerously over the cliff, his hands grasping at nothing, dark violet eyes large with sadness. Seto’s arms wrap around Joey’s waist as the sandy blonde cries out for his friend. Behind them a shocked brown haired elf shakes slightly, hands covering his mouth as he speaks softly.
“I did not mean to do it. I did not wish to harm him. Amin hiraetha.”
TBC
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Translations:
(1) Vala onna en’ kemem – Spell to summon an earth element. (summons anything the summoner wants that is from the earth)
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Disclaimer: Unfortunately anything dealing with Yu-gi-oh does not belong to me but to a very rich and lucky person. So no suing!
Includes: Yaoi (male/male relationships), AU (so no spoilers), maybe more…
Pairings: Seto/Joey, Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Bakura/Ryou, possible others
Forum: http://s11.invisionfree.com/Ravenx_Forum/
General A/N: As I promised Chapter Eight is up sooner than later! I figure I should get it up now cause I’m going to be real busy the next couple days (maybe the rest of the week) and I won’t get to edit, write, or update during that time. And I know you are all going to think I’m evil by the end of this…and your right. ^_^ I am.
Also, Jo-Lo, one of my reviewers has created a forum for me! So sweet. Like I said, I’ve never done anything with a forum before but I’m going to try and start with this one. The address is above the General A/N so check it out! Become a member if you wish. But for now on with the story...
Chapter Eight
by Ravenx
A sheet of warm water falls from a high cliff, white foam forming at the base as it hits a large pond. Several bright rays of sun shines through the water to reveal a hidden cave behind it, the bumpy rock walks dripping with water. The ground of the cave is covered in more rocks, these smoother than the other ones. Sitting in the cave near the falling water is a giggling white haired elf.
“May I ask what you are laughing at?” Another white haired elf crosses his arms over his wet black covered chest.
“You look like a drowned rat.” Ryou covers his giggling mouth with a hand.
“You call me a drowned rat but I call you even more beautiful when you are soaking wet.” Bakura brushes his wet hair out of his face.
“You think me beautiful?” Ryou smiles.
“Of course.” The taller white haired elf crawls over to the other on his knees, gently spreading Ryou’s thin legs apart and moving between them.
“What are you doing?” Ryou asks quietly.
“I am getting closer to you, is that not obvious?”
“What are you going to do when you are close to me?” Ryou tilts his head to the side.
“I am not certain yet. Perhaps this.” Bakura leans forward, his lips sucking on Ryou’s lean neck. “Or this.” His lips move up to nip at an ear. “Or this.” Kisses rain down Ryou’s jaw until Bakura takes his lips into a passionate kiss. “Which one do you like?”
“I like them all.” Ryou giggles.
“So do I.” Bakura smirks before he continues kissing the smaller elf.
Bakura’s hands move slowly up Ryou’s spread legs, his fingers sliding under the wet white fabric that hangs low on his hips. Ryou smiles around the other’s lips as he widens his legs even further, his hands moving to wrap around Bakura’s strong shoulders. Taking a firm hold of the other elf’s thighs, Bakura pulls until Ryou is lying against the smooth rocks on his back, his legs wrapped around Bakura’s waist.
Ryou moans as his arousal is uncovered, Bakura’s hips rocking against him, the leather causing Ryou to gasps as it rubs his erection. Smirking down at the smaller elf, Bakura runs his hands up the slim sides of Ryou and removes the sleeveless white shirt, the white gem hanging around Ryou’s neck shines in the light coming through the waterfall. Leaning down Bakura’s lips move from Ryou’s lips to his neck, kissing and sucking on the pale flesh. The smaller elf giggles as fingers caress his bare sides, his legs tightening around Bakura’s waist as the other continues to move his hips.
“Do you want this?” Bakura moves back slightly so that his dark brown eyes can stare down into lighter ones.
“Uma. Please.” Ryou moans.
“Good, I do not think I can wait any longer to have you.” Smirking Bakura leans back on his heels, Ryou’s legs falling from his waist.
Pulling his black shirt from his black leather pants, Bakura quickly unbuttons it, his fingers gliding easily over the buttons. Ryou watches as the shirt slides from Bakura’s shoulders to fall on the rocks behind the taller white haired elf. Light brown eyes shine with passion as he watches Bakura’s long fingers work on the fastenings of the leather pants, gasping as they are quickly removed and thrown on some rocks.
The fabric around Ryou’s hips is bunched up around his waist, his nether region on full display for the taller elf. Bakura leans back down, his lips trailing up the middle of Ryou’s smooth chest. Nips are given to the smaller elf’s collarbone, a rough tongue licks up his slim neck and over soft lips. Ryou’s legs find their way back around Bakura’s waist, the heels of his bare feet digging into the small of the other elf’s back.
“I want you so bad it feels as if I am going to burst right now.” Bakura’s breath ghost over Ryou’s lips, his dark brown eyes closed.
“I feel the same way.” Ryou pants, his hands threading through Bakura’s thick hair.
One of Bakura’s hands leaves Ryou’s side to reach for the near by waterfall, his fingers becoming wet with the cool liquid. After a moment he moves his hand between Ryou’s spread legs, a wet finger tracing around the tight entrance of the small white haired elf.
“Are you sure you wish to do this?” Bakura’s voice is filled with lust and wanting.
“Uma.”
“You know it will hurt, do you not?”
“Uma. I do not care. I just want you now.”
Slowly Bakura pushes his finger into Ryou’s entrance causing the smaller elf to yelp silently in pain. Bakura kisses along Ryou’s jaw as he moves his finger further into the other elf, smirking as Ryou’s head falls back gently on a rock his lips opening in a pleasure filled moan as the finger inside of him hits his sweet spot. Another finger is slowly added, Ryou bucks his hips up causing the long fingers to hit his bundle of nerves over and over again.
“You are enjoying this?” Bakura chuckles, his dark brown eyes looking down at Ryou’s face.
“Yes. Please, more.”
A third finger is added into the tight entrance with the other two, slowly stretching the other elf. Bakura’s leans back, his other hand taking a firm hold of one of Ryou’s thighs. The smaller elf’s legs fall to the side, his bare feet resting on the cool rocks. Light brown eyes snap open as the fingers are removed from Ryou’s passage.
“Please do not stop.” Ryou whines.
“Do not worry. I am not about to stop now. This will hurt for a moment.”
“I do not care. Please.”
“Hold your legs up.”
Ryou grabs the back of his thighs, pulling them so that his knees rest on the ground on either side of his head. He smiles at the amazed look on Bakura’s face.
“What is it?”
“I did not know you could bend like that.”
“I am very flexible.” Ryou giggles.
“I see that.” Bakura chuckles as he leans down, his erection pressing against Ryou’s entrance. “Are you ready?”
“Uma. Please, hurry.” Ryou blushes.
Bakura quickly thrust forward, his arousal embedding deep inside of Ryou causing the smaller elf to yelp out in pleasure. Ryou’s hands tighten on the back of his thighs, his mouth dropping open as Bakura hits his sweet spot. Smirking down at the quivering elf, Bakura leans down, his lips covering Ryou’s as he remains still for a moment to allow the smaller elf to adjust. Finally Ryou moans, his hips bucking into Bakura’s.
Placing his hands on either side of Ryou’s shoulders, Bakura starts to move slowly. His hips gently slide back and forth, pulling his erection almost all the way out and then slowly moving back in. Ryou’s hands slip from his thighs moving up to encircle Bakura’s neck, his legs hooking over the taller elf’s shoulders.
The two move as one, the only sound around them is the water falling just inches from them, its spray misting their sweating bodies. Bakura kisses along Ryou’s jaw and neck, his teeth gently scraping along the delicate, pale skin. Ryou’s fingers thread through the thick white hair of Bakura, pulling slightly as his prostate is hit again and again with each slow inward thrust.
Growling softly, Bakura pulls back slightly, dislodging Ryou’s hands from his hair. His strong hands grab the backs of Ryou’s knees and presses down so that the boy’s knees press hard into the rocky ground. Bakura’s hips start to move faster, the tip of his arousal pistoning into the same spot deep inside Ryou that forces the small elf to cry out every time. Reaching behind him, Ryou takes a firm hold of his bottom, spreading his entrance a little wider to allow Bakura better excess.
Ryou moans as he throws his head back, his white hair fanning out around him as he is thrust into over and over again. Bakura closes his eyes, his head falling back as he concentrates on the body under him. Ryou’s light brown eyes are heavily lidded, his moans and pants softly echoing off the rock walls of the cave. Removing one of his hands he takes a firm hold of his own erection, pumping it at the same pace Bakura’s hips move.
Looking down, Bakura smirks as the smaller elf pleasures himself. His hands tighten on the backs of Ryou’s knees as his thrusting becomes faster and faster. Leaning down he kisses the small white haired elf’s lips roughly as he feels a wet substance coat his chest. Ryou cries out softly as he releases his seed on to their chests, his hand continuing moving up and down on his softening arousal as Bakura keeps thrusting into him
Feeling the passage around him become tighter, Bakura groans as he looses his control. Pistoning a couple more times into Ryou he explodes inside the smaller elf. His head falls to Ryou’s chest, his breathing quick and rough as he slowly pulls out of the other elf. Ryou’s legs fall around Bakura’s waist, his arms moving to wrap around the taller elf’s shoulders. Moving up, Bakura kisses Ryou’s cheek, their eyes close as they try to calm down.
“Amin hiraetha.” A small voice whispers near the entrance of the fall.
“Mani? Yugi!” Ryou’s light brown eyes snap open to look at a blushing and giggle small tri-colored haired elf sitting near them. “What are you doing here?”
“Yami wanted a piece of fruit from the back of the cave. I did not know you two were in here.”
“Leave, elle’quessir.” Bakura says, his lips pressed again Ryou’s throat.
“Please Yugi. Tell Yami he will have to wait to get some fruit.” Ryou blushes.
“Of course.” Yugi turns to leave. “And I am glad you have found someone Ryou.”
“Thank you, Yugi.” Ryou buries his head in Bakura’s hair.
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“What are you smiling at, cormamin?” Yami watches as Yugi slowly climbs down several rocks near the waterfall.
“Nothing.” Yugi giggles, his cheeks a light pink color in the bright sun.
“Do not lie to me.” The taller tri-colored haired elf chuckles as Yugi quickly sits down next to him on the green grass by the water.
“You will have to wait on your duin yave.”
“Why?”
“Because Ryou and Bakura are behind the waterfall.” Yugi covers his giggling mouth with a small hand.
“I do not understand.”
“They were doing what we did the last night.” Yugi blushes even more.
“Really?” Yami’s dark purple eyes widen.
“Uma.”
“I thought they would get together.” Yami leans back on his elbows, his legs crossed at the ankle.
“You did?”
“Have you not seen how Bakura has been acting around Ryou?”
“I guess. I just can not believe Ryou let Bakura be with him so soon. They have not known each other long.”
“They have known each other the same amount of time we have known each other and we were together last night.” Yami smirks.
“Yes, but you are much different than Bakura.”
“How am I different?”
“You are more mature than Bakura. You are trustworthy.”
“You do not think Bakura is?”
“I do not know. I do not feel the same around him as I do around you.” Yugi lays down next to the taller elf.
“Perhaps that is because you do not feel anything for Bakura like you feel for me?”
“I guess.”
“If Ryou has surprised you with being so close to Bakura so soon, maybe it is because he feels the same about Bakura as you do for me.”
“That does make sense.” Yugi nods.
“Are you upset that he has someone he cares for other than you and your friends?”
“Of course not!” Yugi sits up quickly, his light purple eyes staring down at Yami. “I am glad he has found someone to possibly love. I hope the others find what I have found as well.” Yugi leans down, his head resting on Yami’s bare chest.
“I believe Joey already has.” Yami smiles down at the top of Yugi’s spiky head.
“What do you mean?”
“The way Seto was acting when they joined us this morning was odd for him.”
“I do not understand.”
“Usually he stands by himself away from us but this morning he was practically standing on top of Joey. And the way he acted when this Tristian person was mentioned as liking Joey. I have never heard Seto growl unless about to loose control and that only happens when his little brother is in danger.”
“Really? Do you think something happened with them last night?”
“Marik and I believe so but we will just have to wait until either Seto or Joey decide to tell us.”
“Where is Marik and Malik?”
“They went for a walk to the edge of the cliff.” Yami lays back on the ground, one arm going under his head while the other rubs Yugi’s wet back.
“Do you think they have done what we did?”
“Marik says they have not. He is waiting for Malik to decided if he wants to or not.”
“That is very nice of him.”
“Yes, it is. He does not want to rush him due to Malik’s past.”
“He told Marik about that?” Yugi gasps.
“Yes.”
“Then he must really be starting to like Marik.” Yugi snuggles closer to the tall elf.
“It looks like all of us are finding love.”
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“This view is amazing.” Joey’s honey colored eyes look out over the edge of a tall cliff.
Below him the tops of tall trees blow back and forth in a gentle breeze. Birds chirp loudly as they soar high in the clear blue sky. In the distance a small range of mountains is visible through a low hanging fog. The sun beats down to reflect off a small river that runs through the crowded trees below. Joey leans back onto a firm, leather covered chest, arms wrap around his waist to pull him closer.
“Yes it is.” Seto’s breath ghost over the sandy blonde’s pale cheek causing him to shiver slightly.
“I wish Mokie was here.”
“Perhaps we can bring him here one day. I am sure he will enjoy it.”
“This rock is nice and smooth, I can just imagine us having fun here while we look out over the valley.” Joey snakes out of Seto’s grasps to run his fingers over a large boulder near the edge of the cliff.
“You wish for us to be together up here?”
“Perhaps.” Joey glances over his shoulder at the brunette.
“You do not sound like the kalina’quessir I meet the other week. I believe Mokie and I have created a monster.” Seto chuckles as he moves toward the sandy blonde.
“You can not tell me you do not like the sound of having me up here.”
“I must admit that it does sound interesting.” Seto leans down to kiss Joey’s one bare shoulder.
“I do not know if I can wait until tonight to have you inside of me again.” Joey whispers as he turns around.
Smirking, Seto lifts the sandy blonde up to sit on the smooth surface of the boulder. His long fingered hands trail up Joey’s sides, sliding easily under the light brown shirt. Leaning forward the brunette kissing along Joey’s thin neck, his tongue snaking out to lick up a smooth jaw. The sandy blonde giggles, his arms wrapping around Seto’s shoulders.
“Are we interrupting anything?” A voice asks from behind them causing the two elves to jerk their heads in the direction of the new voice.
“Malik! Marik!” Joey gasps.
“It looks like I was right about you two.” Marik smirks as he walks over to the other two elves.
“What do you mean?” Seto narrows his dark blue eyes, his hands sliding back down to rest on Joey’s hips.
“I figured with the way you were acting this morning that something happened with you two last night while you were in your cave.” Marik shrugs.
“Have you two done everything yet?” Malik asks, his light violet eyes wide as he hops up on the rock next to the sandy blonde.
“What do you mean by everything?” Seto questions.
“Have you allowed him to take you, Joey?” The smaller pale blonde stares at his blushing friend.
“Perhaps.” Joey giggles quietly.
“I can not believe it!”
“Why not?” Seto asks.
“I just thought you were too cold.” Malik looks at the brunette’s dark eyes.
“He is not cold once you get to know him.” Joey snuggles into Seto’s chest, his arms sliding down to wrap around the brunette’s thin waist.
“Really? I think he is still cold and distant and I have known him far longer than you have.” Marik chuckles.
“Do you want me to hurt you?” Seto growls at the taller pale blonde.
“Of course not. I am just trying to understand what he sees in you.”
“He is handsome, strong, loyal, and intelligent. Not to mention sweet and gentle.” Joey smiles.
“Seto? Sweet and gentle?” Marik looks questionably at the sandy blonde.
“Yes.” The sandy blonde giggles at the growl coming from his new love.
“It appears that at least two of us have taken the big step.” Marik brushes a hand along Malik’s smooth leg.
“So it seems.” The small pale blonde sends playful glare at Marik, shaking his leg to dislodge the hand on it.
“Why will you not allow me to touch you?”
“You know why.”
“You allowed me to hold you the first night we spoke to each other.”
“I was not thinking correctly then.”
“Do not worry, Marik. Soon he will let you get closer.” Joey’s honey colored eyes watch the two pale blonde elves closely.
“Why do you say that?” Malik snaps his head in Joey’s direction.
“Because this is the closet you have allowed anyone other than us to you since what happened.”
“That does not mean anything.” Malik pouts.
“If you say so.” Joey chuckles, burying his face in the leather of Seto’s chest.
“What is going on here?” A shocked voice floats across the grass to the four elves on or near the large boulder.
“Tristian!” Joey’s eyes widen as he looks over one of Seto’s shoulder to the brown haired elf several feet away from them. “What are you doing here?”
“I came to see if you were here so that we could spend some time together but here I find you with your arms around a mori’quessir!” Tristian’s voice slowly raises, his brown eyes narrowing at Seto.
“Tristian, just calm down.” Joey jumps down off the rock, untangling his arms from Seto to step closer to his friend.
“This is Tristian?” Seto growls softly, stepping up behind Joey to wrap an arm around his shoulders.
“Get away from him you foul mori’quessir!” Tristian yells.
“Tristian, it is alright. They are not here to harm us.” Malik called out to the other elf.
“They?” Brown eyes move from Seto to Marik before widening. “Why are they not in the Dark Forest where disgraceful quessirea like them should be?”
“They are not bad. You must believe us. They are not like the mori’quessirea that we hear from stories.” Joey tries to calm his friend.
“Get your hands off my love, you foul creature.” Tristian yells at Seto.
“He is not your love.” Seto hisses out through clenched teeth.
“Tristian you must understand…”
“There is nothing to understand, Joey. This thing has somehow affected your thoughts causing you to betray your true friends.”
“I am not betraying my friends. I am following my heart.” Joey yells.
“Tristian, perhaps we should all just sit and talk.” Malik hops off the large boulder to stand by the brunette and sandy blonde.
“There is nothing to talk about. You must be under the other creature’s spell like Joey.”
“There is no spell.” Marik calls out as he rolls his dark violet eyes.
“Of course you would say that. I will not tell you again, get away from Joey.”
“And I will not tell you no again.” Seto growls.
Suddenly Tristian takes off in a run toward Joey and Seto, growling again the brunette gently shoves the sandy blonde out of the way toward Malik as Tristian barrels into him, the two falling to the grass. Tristian’s hands ball into fists trying to punch the brunette under him, Seto easily dodges causing the fist to hit the grass around his head or catching a flying wrist in his hands.
“Tristian! Stop!” Joey yells, reaching down he tries to catch one of Tristian’s arms as they rear back to punch at Seto again.
“Get off me, kalina’quessir, if you know what is good for you.” Seto hisses.
“Be silent you foul creature.”
“Do you need my help, Seto?” Marik questions from the rock, a small smirk on his face as he watches the scene in front of him.
“No, he is weak, no match for me.”
“Weak! I will show you weak.” Tristian howls as a fist slides past Seto’s hands and punches the brunette in the cheek.
“Tristian!” Joey yells.
Growling, Seto punches the brown haired elf in the face causing Tristian to fly back, arms and legs wailing as he hits the ground hard. Standing quickly, the tall brunette storms over to the fallen elf only to be grabbed around the upper arm by Joey.
“Please do not harm him.” Joey pleads.
“As long as he keeps his hands to himself I will not.” Seto wipes a smudge of dirt from his cheek.
“Evil creature!” Tristian gets up slowly his eyes narrowing.
“Tristian, will you stop.” Joey yells as the brown haired elf makes another run for Seto.
“Enough of this. Vala onna en’ kemen!(1)” Malik kneels down, a hand laying flat on the ground.
Inches away from Tristian’s face a wall of solid dirt shoots out of the ground. Standing back up, Malik moves over to the other side of wall to Tristian.
“You have to stop this and listen to us.”
“Why should I? I can not believe that my love and you are siding with this evil beings.” Tristian hisses.
“They are not evil beings and Joey is not your love. You must understand that.”
“Please, Tristian. Listen to him. I do not wish to see you fighting for me when you can not have me.” Joey walks around the dirt wall.
“I do not want to hear this. It is all lies.”
“No it is not.”
“Listen to Joey. If you say you love him then the least you can do is listen to what he has to say.” Malik’s light violet eyes stare into Tristian’s brown ones.
“You are both under a spell, I am sorry but I must do this so that I may get rid of these creatures before they hurt you any more.”
“Do what?” Joey’s eyes widen as he shoved back roughly, landing on the ground with a yelp.
“Trist…” Malik cries out as the brown haired elf turns to him, his hands pushing the pale blonde backward.
Malik trips over a small rock, loosing his balance he falls back. His palms hit the ground hard, the dirt under his hands moving. Light violet eyes snap over to Marik, the taller elf’s face covered in shock and worry as he starts to run toward Malik. Suddenly the moving ground under Malik’s hands disappears, air the only thing surrounding him as he falls over the edge of the cliff, his hair flying around his face.
“Malik!” Marik dives to the edge of the cliff, his larger hands stretched out to grab at a slim ankle that slowly vanishes over the cliff.
“Malik!” Joey jumps up with help from Seto, the two running to Marik quickly.
Three pairs of eyes watch as a screaming pale blonde elf falls quickly to the forest below, arms and legs kicking in the air. Marik leans dangerously over the cliff, his hands grasping at nothing, dark violet eyes large with sadness. Seto’s arms wrap around Joey’s waist as the sandy blonde cries out for his friend. Behind them a shocked brown haired elf shakes slightly, hands covering his mouth as he speaks softly.
“I did not mean to do it. I did not wish to harm him. Amin hiraetha.”
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Translations:
(1) Vala onna en’ kemem – Spell to summon an earth element. (summons anything the summoner wants that is from the earth)
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